A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

born at 3:10

one who picked the

was a simple building with windows that had

would feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house while looking

if an individual was trapped in a room all year round, no matter how beautiful the scenery

His thin

had almost

alive. He had lived two months longer

behind him with a glass of water and medicine in his

the medicine,”

like he had not heard

snow outside. After a while, he murmured,

nose twitched when he

smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be

favorite food,” Mark

moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call

he began to

he stopped and

her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He knew

not call her,” he

have to give Cecilia

Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of

“Please take your medicine.

can go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you

from him and swallowed them without

and a nurse came

she was done, Mark looked sideways

weaker and weaker until he

was rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had

Alexis. He dreamed that he was still

almost given up

had lived two months longer than the

a glass of water and medicine in

take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in

he

at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It must be

nose twitched when he heard

of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans would cook

her favorite food,” Mark

suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia

he began to

stopped and

did. It seemed it was better if he never

not call her,” he said

to give

was very sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him

“Please take your medicine.

can go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you

from him and swallowed them

he lay on the bed, and a nurse came

Mark looked sideways

his grip on his phone got weaker and

fall asleep nowadays. This time, he

of the hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that

much like

him secretly for a while and call

fact, this Cecilia in his dream was so

his arms and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark, I don’t blame

this point,

room were

closed

felt he needed

was warm in the ward, but he felt cold all over his body. He felt Life without Cecilia

buy the

plump foreign nurse was in

to return home. He missed his home

in the Evans Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was where he used

he knew he couldn’t

he would never give up as long as

to hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her back… He would never

determined to stay strong and fight

was finding it difficult

started to make paper planes. He knew how much Edwin liked

when he grew up. The plane would be so fast that it would get to Czanch in a blink of

to go there because

silly boy. Mark’s pale fingers trembled

Peter came back

a snowstorm on his way, so he was practically

are still

just then, he saw the paper planes Mark

paper planes and

have some of your pumpkin

only actually took a Little

not more than

it in his mouth, he put down the

narrowed his eyes and looked

want to go back home and have a family reunion,” he said

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course you will,” Peter cheerfully assured him. But he could

could ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was

it was around

the caller ID. For a long time,

misses you,” Peter urged

into a

boy,” he

might concern Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call,

voice sounded a little

“Cecilia gave birth to

given birth to a girl that had

hand in which Mark held the phone trembled so violently that

brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark,

Mark closed his eyes.

see you next week. I’ll ask her to take photos of

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

said, “Mark, no matter what, I hope you survive and

emotional entanglement with Cecilia, Mark was a good

the first half of his life. He didn’t deserve to end up like

and

of the call, he never even dared to ask to

along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the one or two words that

“What happened?” he asked.

edge of the bed in silence. After a while, he looked up

this and he did a fist pump in

said

a good sign on the first day of the new year. And Olivia

in agreement and began to stroke

to fly back home to see Cecilia and

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glance would be

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